3 guys have taken advantage of me in the past 12 years and I want to tell people about it. Unfortunately the only way I can is online because I can't tell my parents even though I'm 24 now and I can't afford therapy. So hello internet, here's my story (shortened as much as possible). Guy #1 - 2008-2010/2011, both of us aged 13-15/16, multiple incidents. My high school "boyfriend". The first time when we were 13 we'd gone out on a date to the local snooker hall then back to his house. He told me his mum was sick so we had to go to his bedroom to avoid waking her while she slept it off on the couch. It started out as just some basic high school groping then he started getting aggressive and forceful. When I tried to leave just to go to the toilet he pulled me back and pushed me onto the bed. He kept saying he knew what he was doing because he wasn't a virgin. He forced my shirt up, my skirt down and I don't remember if he put himself in me or not. All I remember is him forcing me to feel him and starting to focus on the only thing I could to take my mind off of what was happening - the TV - and about 10-20 mins later my phone going off with a message from my parents saying they were downstairs in the car as I'd asked them to pick me up at a certain time. After this he would make a point of bragging to his friends that I was a slut who'd given it up for him. He threatened me physically and emotionally, he forced me to send nudes and perform webcam shows for him and his friends. One time when we were 15 we met up after school, I thought he was going to apologise, and we started walking towards his house which took us past our high school. At the high school he threw me up against the gate, stuck his hand in my pants and told me I wasn't going to run away this time. I managed to kick him somewhere so he backed off and I ran away. He made it his mission to make my high school life miserable, including cornering me in dead corridors and threatening me, hitting me, trying to sexually assault me again. The last incident with this guy involved him asking me to play truth or dare with him at 16. Again I'd agreed to meet him because this time he'd told me he wanted to apologise in person. Only I was never allowed to do truth and every dare involved me showing him a part of my body or letting him touch me. He even made me swear that he would be allowed to take my virginity once I turned 18. He didn't, I made sure I wasn't in contact with him at all then. I became addicted to alcohol during this time to cope with it all and had to force myself to sober up once it was all over if I wanted a chance of a "normal" life. Plus I'd gotten too good at hiding it from my parents who never spent more than an hour with me each day. Guy #2 - 2015-Jan 2018, me 20-22 and him 22-24, multiple incidents. This was my uni boyfriend. He acted so sweet and kind and caring until he got me. Once I agreed to lose my virginity to him (3 months into the relationship) the majority of that niceness went out of the window. Once he had sex with me once it was all he wanted. Except he put in zero effort and it was all about pleasing him. More than once he coerced me or lied to me to trick me into having anal sex, something I never wanted to do. On one occassion near the end of the relationship he remembered that I had mentioned at the start that I might be interested in trying out rough sex. He took this to mean rape roleplay. Except it didn't feel like a roleplay to me. There were no safewords or precautions in place to make me feel safe. I felt threatened, abused, humiliated, and like I had actually just been raped. He made me feel like it was all my fault too, making out that if I hadn't suggested it then it wouldn't have gone that far. The night I broke up with him he spent hours trying to get me to have sex with him one last time because we hadn't had sex at all since the last incident which was a good 6-8 months before we broke up. Guy #3 - 2017-2018, me 22 and him 29 (unsure, I'll explain), multiple incidents. This was a guy I worked with. He at first told everyone he was gay then told just me that he was bisexual and then that he wasn't really sure what sexuality he was. From the minute I started working there he took me under his wing seemingly to protect me from the awfulness that was the company we worked for. What he really wound up doing was keeping me isolated from everyone else, spreading rumours and lies to everyone to keep me isolated, and kept me for himself. He casually flirted to begin with but everyone wrote it off as joking because they believed he was gay. He spent a lot of time with me, inside and outside of work. We started getting "dinner" after work 2-3 times a week. I say "dinner" because he would always say we were going to get dinner after work. We did get food the first few times but eventually it just turned into nothing but drinks. Alcoholic drinks. I was starting to fall back into my old addictive ways and I could blame him but he wasn't exactly forcing the drinks down my throat. I felt as though I needed it to get through this time alone with him. I was stupid enough to let him drive me home though, every night, even when he'd had at least 2-3 drinks minimum. He took advantage of my intoxicated state. He begged me to give him oral quite often and usually he would eventually roll his eyes and begrudgingly accept my "no". Until one night he forced me down on my knees, undid his zipper and forced himself into my mouth. When he finished it was so forceful that I choked on it, it made a massive mess on my rug and couch. He was regularly harassing me at work, telling me things he was thinking of doing to me, how often he had touched himself that morning, trying to make moves on me when we were alone, etc. I put up with it because he was the only one who knew I'd been addicted to alcohol before and was heading that way again. It was my first job post-uni, I couldn't afford to be fired for being drunk/hungover on the job. Plus I figured it couldn't escalate further if I stopped him coming into my house. Except he would always force his way in or otherwise threaten me so he could get in. He only forced me to give him oral once but after that he would "jokingly" try again and again . I was still dating Guy #2 at the time so figured it couldn't get much worse. Then 5 days after I dumped Guy #2 he coerced me into sex/raped me. He had a boyfriend and the entire time I cried and kept saying to him "what about your boyfriend?" He told me he didn't care, that I was all he wanted and that if I didn't do it he would tell everyone about the drinking and make it sound like I was the one who'd been harassing him so I would get fired. He was a lot stronger than me, he pinned me by my throat while he raped me so I could barely breathe, he threatened me, he told me my pussy was like velvet and he'd love to have access to it more often. He was an extremely intimidating person and I was scared to go against anything he said in case he did it again. He was fired a few months later for unrelated reasons. This is where I found out he may have been older than he said. A coworker told me that he'd had to return Guy #3's ID to him on a work trip one time and that the date of birth on it would make him at least 35 at the time. I don't think I'll ever be able to feel comfortable walking the streets alone especially at night, or stay at home overnight alone, or sit in a car with a man without panicking the entire time unless it's my dad or boyfriend. Some days all I can think about is how broken I feel by all of this but mostly I just feel numb to a lot of things these days. Physical pain doesn't hurt that much, hearing that someone loves me is hard to believe sometimes, and I just feel like life is hard to enjoy sometimes. There are good and great days in between all of that and they're becoming more frequent. I just wish they were more often than they are so I could feel somewhat "normal" again.